way up • stephen curry [au]

xxiii. finding d'angelo

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Stephen

I snapped awake after hearing the idiots scramble outside. I could hear voices, arguing and disagreeing. If it was some kind of stupid prank, I was going back to bed.

"Where the hell is D'Angelo?"

"He's gone!"

"Weren't you punks with him last night?"

Jesus Christ. I held my head as I sat upright. Zay was sleeping sound beside me, but once we heard another noise, she groggily shifted from her slumber.

"Oh my god! Can you tell 'em to keep it down?" she demanded, covering her face with a pillow.

I snatched a shirt from the side and put it on. "They're saying D'Angelo's missing. I gotta check."

Arzaya and I walked out of our tent seeing a misty morning in the woods. The guys were having some serious conversation over at the bigger tent; Ben was scratching his head as Klay and Shay interrogated him with questions. Meanwhile, Devin was looking rather frantic.

"Hey, what's going on?" I approached them with my girlfriend following me behind.

"You guys okay?" she asked.

Klay gestured his chin on the dweebs. "They're saying D'Angelo disappeared this morning."

I furrowed my brows. "So? He might be just roaming around. What if he's in the public bathroom or something."

"Or maybe he's socializing with other campers," Zay suggested.

"But we already did!" Devin countered. For a second there, I figured he was shaking in anxiety. "We talked to other campers this morning and tried to get an information about him. They all say they don't know a D'Angelo."

I huffed. "Have you tried calling him?"

"He left his phone," Shay answered for me.

Where the fúck did that asswipe go?

"I was half-awake last night and I saw him getting up like way before dawn," Ben informed, pushing away the awkwardness between us. "I thought he was coming back, but until morning he never did."

"Did he tell you where he's headed to?" David inquired.

Ben put his hands on his waist problematically. "No. I was half-awake, man."

"The fúck does half-awake even mean?" I cried. Either you're awake or asleep; there's nothing in between.

Devin pursed his lips dramatically and stared at an empty space. "I can't lose him."

We all just looked at him.

"I can't! He's... He's my bro." He shook his head. With how Devin reacted, I was wondering if there was more to his and D'Angelo's friendship but then I realized how stupid it sounds.